Beyond Words - Intellectual

[prod. Reference]

[Intro]

Yeah, beyond words

Uh, now I feel like the Lostralian

But I feel it's my time

Yeah, check one two

Uh huh yeah yeah, listen, yo

[Verse 1]

And all my homies been beyond words way much longer than we be on point

Stuck with misinterpreters who been up smoking the wrong joint

Getting based, accidentally making a face with purpose

In any case, I'm casing all my thoughts with urnest

It's kinda urgent, I'm reliant but not nervous

I don't feel no pressure leave that to my foes I'm never courteous

Nah, whatever plan you had for me I'm not gonna be there

I'm at a greater altitude I can still breathe so I don't need an heir

I don't stand for what you stand or applaud what you applaud

I see you as poor and lacking and primed for an overlapping, and

If I tried to tell you what I think and what I know, we may as well run laps

Cuz we certainly be going in circles when I rap

Be offended if you don't play that back

I wanna here that spoken back to me through teeth with gaps G

Ask me if I been looking up and seeing the future bright

Lately I been peeping up and all I see is lice, explain that man

[Hook]

I been beyond words, you ain't e'en know

(Uh I don't stand for what you stand for

Be offended if you ain't play that back

Running laps, going in circles when I rap

Longer than we been on point boi!)

[Verse 2]

My raps high as jumping 22's, but there ain't a catch

And I see with my third eye through a skin coloured patch

In passing, my raps enough to form my foes aghast

And I barrage 'em with some knowledge while thinking the old adage;

"Dolce et decorum est, pro patria mori"

We know it as the old lie and I couldn't agree more

I don't die for these fuckers, I don't grind for the money

I ain't e'en sweetly lie for the cash like East-end hunnies, yeah

I've been known to see dishonour as personal

I'm toward it with a swimmer's mask, with another persona, uh

Each my verses got their mouths gaping like Mr Percival

First of all them fuckers to fall will only live if I'm merciful

Curse'd by the fighter, who fought with this bravado

His eyes filtered through gold, glory; this rap is El Dorado

Cuttin' his beef no ties with foes aficionado